It should be said that they are indeed the elites from the Eternal City, and each one of them possesses considerable strength. The forty-man team was really fierce, and the unfed zombies couldn't resist the attack. After the investigators determined that there was no danger, everyone quickly invaded the canyon.
Since he had to deal with undead enemies, Gawain also took out the Bone Chain of Feznora again at this time, which increased the damage caused to the undead by 30%. This thing had only this use.
After Artoris cut off the head of the last zombie in the area with one sword, the group could finally breathe a sigh of relief. From the time they entered the canyon three days ago to the present, the team has almost crossed the entire battlefield.
For three days, I haven't seen the so-called demon fire. It was as if I had learned of the arrival of the group and deliberately hid it.
And I have to say that there are too many zombies here. Atoris alone killed no less than a thousand heads, and this was without having too much free power to kill them one by one. It is conceivable that the others would be even worse.
But the good thing is that the strength of the zombies is not high. Only the mysterious crawlers that appear occasionally are more powerful, and the rest are just trash fish that give away experience. Her strength has been raised to level 84. For Atoris, she is one step closer to the fourth rank, which is something to be happy about.
From then on, it was smooth, fighting and resting. Under the organization of Ransomber, they were divided into four teams. After clearing away the zombies in the branch areas of the canyon, the group of people reunited at the center of the canyon.
Since his group was the last one to come back, he had no idea what was going on here. As he looked around, he saw Ransomber and two other cultivators cleaning up the site.
"What are you doing?" Artoris asked as she approached Gawain.
"I want to confirm my speculation. There are a large number of zombies in all branches, but there have never been any in this area." In fact, Gawain just learned about the current situation from others, but only in the center of the canyon. There are no zombies, which is indeed a bit weird.
The clearing was not without success. After brushing away the dust on the ground and the cliff, a giant formation with bloody lines appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
"It's a bit like the Spirit Gathering Array, but the details are slightly different." Seeing this, Gawain frowned and guessed based on his memory.
Unlike Gawain, who is practicing formations, others are wondering why there are unactivated formations here? Who set it up again?
"Speaking of Gawain, why is there an eye here?"
"Eye?!"
Artoris just asked curiously, but she didn't expect that a group of people were all looking towards her, which shocked her.
"Miss Grandup, where are the eyes you mentioned?" Ransomber stepped forward immediately and asked.
"Uh...right here." Artolis pointed to her feet, where a gray eyeball pattern was reflected.
Following the light, everyone raised their heads and could see the same pattern of an eye on an inconspicuous place on the cliff. The difference was that the eye was blood red and glowed the next second everyone looked at it. A strange light!
"That is!"
"——Hundred Ghost Corpse Blood Formation!" The expressions of cultivators such as Gawain and Ransomber who had studied the formation techniques suddenly changed.
But unlike Gawain and others who were shocked, Ransomber looked at a male magician in the corner.
Meeting Lansenbor's sudden gaze, the male magician was obviously frightened. Perhaps it was not Ransomber that scared him, but the dark golden contract formation that spread out in front of him!
What crawled out of it was a reptile with surging blood, and the entire formation burst into bright light the moment the reptile appeared.
"——Roar!" That was the roar of the reptile. The roar that resounded through the canyon was so earth-shattering, but Artolis could hear the different emotions conveyed by the other party.
Is it painful? !
"Ghoul!" Everyone who knew the formation was shocked.
"Ghoul? What is that?" Looking at the pale-faced cultivators, Artolis was very confused.
"That is a creature that feeds on corpses. It can be said to be a scavenger in the phantom world. It often appears in cemeteries outside the wilderness to steal corpses. Normally it is not harmful to other races, but..." Gawain explained, His face darkened.
"but?"
"The Hundred Ghost Corpse Blood Array only works on rotting corpses, and the same ghouls that feed on corpses will also be affected. They will suffer and go berserk while their appetite for food increases greatly. Now it is no longer sure whether the other party will harm humans!" Gawain cast his eyes over and saw that Lanson Burr and the others had already taken action.
"Quick! Control it!" This canyon is full of zombies. Let's not talk about why there is a blood formation of hundreds of ghosts and corpses here. If the ghouls are allowed to leave, it will definitely cause huge trouble.
"Ho~ho~" the ghoul roared in pain, its blood-filled pupils almost tearing apart.
The two cultivators looked at each other and summoned chains to restrain the ghoul, but the flying magic bombs exploded the chains.
"Pfft~" The male magician clutched his chest and fell to his knees. He could also feel the pain of the contracted beast. The blood spurting from his mouth stained the staff he relied on for support.
His eyes moved upward, pleading eyes on Ransomber.
"I feel Vince's pain and I beg you not to hurt it."
"This..." The two cultivators looked at each other, but for a moment they didn't know how to make a choice.
Ransomber, who came forward, frowned and pointed his sharp sword directly at the opponent: "You should be very clear about the consequences!"
The whole place was silent. The chaotic atmosphere of Atoris seemed to have solidified. It was like a big stone was weighing on her heart, making it difficult to concentrate. Everyone seemed to be suffocated by the serious atmosphere.
As the person in charge of this operation, Ransom Burr needs to protect the safety of everyone, but the uncertainty of the ghoul is something he cannot accept.
With their strength, they simply cannot break through the blood formation of hundreds of ghosts and corpses. Under the cover of this formation, the ghoul may be able to resist for a while, but they are not sure whether it can completely survive.
You must control the other party before it completely loses control!
"I understand the consequences, but... don't..." The male magician wailed in pain, and cracks appeared in the contract formation in front of him at this moment.
Upon seeing this, Ransomber knew that the ghoul could no longer withstand the pressure of the magic circle, and would attack the opponent as soon as the sword edge turned.
However, there was a flash of white light, and another mouthful of blood spurted out, blocking Ransomber and the ghoul with its flash.
"Please, don't hurt it."
No one dared to interrupt. The male magician stared at the man in front of him with his splitting eyes, but his gaze looked a little weak.
"I can understand your feelings, but my duty is to protect everyone's safety." Ransomber wanted to pass, but the male magician refused to get out of the way. Even if he used flash frequently, he still had to stand in front of him. .
Streams of healing magic fell from the sky. The male magician's body was obviously weak. If he was not treated in time, he would be in danger. At least the benefactor on the side would not sit idly by.
The contract formation was on the verge of breaking up, and finally Ransomber couldn't stand any longer.
"Please get out of the way!"
